The Dark Order
The Dark Order
Entering within the tattered, soft door marked with the scorched silver sigal of the Dark Order, you find yourself wandering into a vast, hollow castle. This barren castle shows traces of what used to be a grand village, shreded rags of velvet lining the windows, cracked wine glasses lay strewn across the bar's smooth top. At last, you find two thrones, the King and Queen now missing, along with their court. Who were they, you wonder. Ah, upon the King's throne remains an eternal "Trakx" but upon the Queen's? You find no written name - for never would that throne see any permenant wife. Ah, but the court.... Who were these people? Beside the Queen's rightfull throne, showing far more use than the King's, you find a worn wooden staff propped against the stone walls. At closer look, it was a walking stick, with a name roughly carved into the musty wood. Beside the stick, upon the dusty floor remains a book, bearing the same name:
Walking further, you find a small hallway, filled with portraits and books placed delicately on shelves. Looking closer, you find this to be the Hall of Members. Beloved friends, companions, lovers, and family, they all exist in this fragment of time, captured forever in language and preservation.
[Regress to the Opaque Corridor]
